It's a hard life to live, but it gives back what you give
And I'm not missing a thing, watching the full moon crossing the range
Riding the storm out. Riding the storm out. Riding the storm out. Riding the storm out.
Riding The Storm Out, Gary Richrath, REO Speedwagon (1973).
|Red Grade is a hard road to ride, but it gives back what you give.
| Early on Day 2, I'm riding the storm out on Red Grade Road.
(photo by Paul Brasby)
What a wonderful morning. We cruise mostly downhill to U.S. Highway 14 and then a few paved miles to Burgess Junction at Mile 82. Well before noon, we've covered about 30 miles and gained about 2,500 feet of elevation. More importantly, I feel great. With a short break to re-fuel, I'm ready to roll.
So, just like that, the anticipated big decision at the Bear Lodge Resort turns into a non-event. No turning off this trip. I'm back.
We order burgers, fries and bottomless Cokes. Paul adds a salad and some snacks for the road, while charging his batteries. Conventional tourists stop by to chat, ask questions and share their cycling stories. It's a relaxing, replenishing, re-affirming break.
|Paul Brasby and Craig Groseth celebrating at USFS Dead Swede Campground, Mile 72.
|Riding into the Clouds and toward the Peaks on Day 2. At this point, we're not ready to camp anyhow.
|Sunset reflected on a mountain top from our dispersed campsite.
This day is awesome. This day is why we ride. And why we continue to ride after a day like yesterday.
Our Cloud Peak 500 trip continues, as we ride yesterday's storm out.
I begin the day focused on trust. I finish with gratitude.
Riding The Storm Out, REO SpeedWagon live (1983).